I am 6’0 and my wife is 5’8 we live in South Bangalore. Coming to the story, after a few years of our marriage our sex life was starting to get ve...y boring, the spark was missing. While reading few stories here we started roleplaying and imagining ourselves with somebody else and swapping etc. one thing both of us particularly enjoyed was when we imagined my wife making love with somebody else when I was not around or around, we used to get the tremendous mood, This went on for quite some. I looked at them, then up at her. “I couldn’t help myself, dear. That was the most intensely erotic thing I have ever seen. But, thank you”, she giggled, “I orgasmed while watching you. It was amazing, dear Tina.”I smiled up at her. “It was literally my pleasure, Ma’am.” I pulled at the knot myself and felt it stretching my hole. It would be soon and we would be released. I got up on my hands and glanced behind me. Paddy was sitting at the fence, his front feet antsy, moving in little. He had a blank stare that saw nothing even while I fidgeted in front of his eyes; he was in snooze mode. On that eighth trip into the city I spent the hour subtly trying to fill some of the emptiness in him. He was thoroughly programmed however and it did not work. The next morning I looked into the eyes of other passengers separating those with years of experience and those with something else. Some people rode the train with sleep in their eyes while others had the excitement of ambition. The sweetness of this almost overwhelming already, which is when I then felt an even more intense warmth suddenly showering my cock. I sat up slightly, using my elbows for support, looking down, watching. The warm piss stream of Bella's urine saturated my cock and balls, the cummy smoothness of her pussy-juices likewise caressing my shaft inside as I struggled for control. Bella however already in the throes of orgasm, her patented cry of orgasmic pleasure reverberating off the walls inside the.